"You don't have to think about it so much," Carrie replied. "It's too early to think about it now, at least half of the possibility. Hey, master, no matter what, through Cade, we can see Pinold. If Cade didn't lie to us, then whether Pinold really exists will be known immediately. But no matter whether Pinold exists or not, I still recommend that you consider my previous suggestions."

Ashu Rufate did not answer, but continued to move forward silently.

"Master," Mimilu suddenly pulled Eshu Rufat's clothes from behind at this time. "That wolf... that kind of monster is really a bit scary. Mimilu doesn't like this kind of thing."

"They are just puppets." Ashu Rufat touched Mimilu's head and comforted her. "It's just manipulated by black magic. Just like the sword itself, it's not worth being afraid of. The one who really deserves to be afraid of is the one who drives them."

"Mimilu still doesn't like this kind of thing." Mimilu shook her head. "Is this the case with black magic? I thought they were all like this horse."

"This nightmare horse has been specially treated." Ash Rufate replied. "There is no odor of a corpse, and it is not obvious that it is not a normal living creature. As long as it is carefully treated, it can have this effect, but most of the time, there is no time to deal with it so carefully." Ash Rufate still remembers the process of creating a nightmare horse. At that time, even if he was well prepared and had all kinds of items, it took him a long time to complete the processing. Even the horse's eyes were put back, making it look very much like a living creature.

"That person... Haiyin can also use black magic, right?"

"Yes." Ash Rufate replied. In this world, ordinary magicians have been widely rejected and hostile by people, let alone black magicians. People call them "uncle wizards" and give them high hostility. In this case, the practitioners of black magic have no choice but to avoid the crowd and use black magic to summon undead troops to protect themselves. However, this behavior further enhances the hostility of ordinary people.

Of course, except for the black magician, the situation of other magicians is not bad. The church plays a great role in it. In fact, in a sense, the greatest significance of the church is to become a shelter for magicians (except for the black magicians). When religion and magic are combined, ordinary people's hostility to magicians who master supernatural powers will be greatly reduced. A high-level priest who is proficient in magic will not be rejected, but will be highly respected.

The church has been working tirelessly in this regard. In addition to publicity, they also held magic schools in various places to teach students and even teach many mediocre students to alleviate people's hostility to magicians. The consequence of this behavior is that most magicians in this world are included in the church, and they in turn become a powerful support force of the church. Any secular regime, as long as their army still needs magic support, cannot turn against the church. When the Sham people and the church were in the cold war, even without publicly turning against each other, the magical power of the Sham army was almost completely lost.

"But Mimilu heard in the city that black magicians are all madmen. Everyone in the city said so." Mimilu asked again. "But this Haiyin doesn't look crazy at all."

Ash Rufate smiled. In ordinary people's views on black magicians, they are basically full of prejudice and hostility. A common view is that in order to pursue power and power, those black magicians learn to manipulate the art of the dead, and eventually turn themselves into a terrifying form or live in an eternal curse. Regardless of the original intention of the black magician, the magic of black magic will inevitably distort their minds. That is to say, when a person starts to learn black magic, he is not far from madness.

"Mimilu, not many people agree with it, it's like that." Ash Rufat replied. "You see, am I also a vicious, crazy, bloodthirsty and selfish vampire in my ordinary mouth?"

"That's right..." Mimilu replied. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something. "Master, can you play the piano for Mimilu? Mimilu likes it very much."

"Is the journey boring?" Ashu Rufate did not refuse. He took out the silver wings from his saddle bag. After Carrie's effective teaching, although his piano skills are not as good as masters, there is no problem playing. Ashu Rufate's fingers brushed across the strings, and the music sounded melodiously.

...

The summer in the south has arrived, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter day by day. At this time, the rainy season has ended, the sky is scorching at noon, and even Mimilu is lying on the horse's back and motionless. Because of drinking water, Mimilu's hair is wet.

"Master, it's too hot..." Although Mimilu has a very good physique, she seems to be unable to bear it now. The current situation is: Even Mimilu is lying on the horse's back and sticking out her tongue without doing anything, sweat keeps coming out. Although Ash Rufate's cloak (that is, the spoils obtained from Karl) is invulnerable, it has a very poor effect in terms of sunshade, and basically cannot block the light of this poisonous sun.

"Hold on, Mimilu. Let's go to the city to buy a sunshade umbrella." Ashrufate encouraged. His words were not pure comfort, because Istria was already looking at it at this time.

Due to its proximity to the city, the road conditions here have become very different and become decent, which is obviously well maintained and repaired. Both sides of the road are no longer as desolate as before, and farmland and villages are already visible. At the same time, there are no longer only Ashrufate on the road, with carriages, riders or pedestrians constantly appearing.

Asu Ruffat did not want to delay here, but wanted to return to Meno, the base where the rebels gathered earlier. However, the scorching sun made him feel a little uncomfortable. Although he was not sweating, he also felt a burning sensation on his skin.

Going to buy an umbrella or a sun cloak for travel should be a good choice.

The city of Istria looks OK, although it is not as good as the naked show of Mir City, but it is much more grand than the shabby city like Meno. The whole city is average, and it is not unique or has any obvious shortcomings. In terms of the scale and management of the city, it is the best among the three cities in Sivania. The local lord is named Fuze, a nobleman from a merchant. Although there are many rumors that this lord has a bad record of trafficking in humans, he is obviously better than the other two lords in Sivania in terms of city construction and management. Perhaps because of his origin, he pays great attention to the development of business. Not to mention the city, there is a large trading market in the suburbs.

Ashu Rufate found a stall selling travel supplies in the market without much effort. The owner of the shop was a middle-aged man with a profiteering look on his face. After seeing Ashu Rufate being interested in his goods, he shone his eyes and tried his best to sell Ashu Rufate a special large umbrella that could be installed on the saddle, saying that it was "shading the man and the horse at the same time." However, it must be said that although this umbrella is unique in shape and beautiful in appearance, it is obviously unable to withstand the wind. Ashu Rufate will run quickly, the umbrella will fall apart. So Ashu Rufate finally chose to buy a sun cloak suitable for children.

"That's it." Ashu Rufate picked up his cloak, took out a silver coin from his wallet and handed it to the merchant. The merchant seemed unwilling to sell his special umbrella and was quite depressed.

At this moment, someone patted Ash Rufate on the back.

Ashu Rufate almost subconsciously wanted to draw the sword - the long sword obtained from Rohl was given to Fei, and he bought another sword - but when he saw who it was, his movements stopped.

Behind him was Dr. Olivera, a master of history and geography living in Meno. In fact, Asu Ruffatt had forgotten about Olivera's affairs. He initially bought maps from the doctor to facilitate searching for the location of the rebels, but Mimilu solved the problem, so he never went to find the doctor.

"Young man, it's you." The doctor greeted him happily. "We're meeting again."

"Ah, Doctor, I'm sorry, I haven't had time to find you because I have something to do..." Ashu Rufate suddenly remembered the original agreement. At that time, he promised to buy a map from Dr. Oliveira. "But..."

"It's okay, it's okay." The doctor's face was not dissatisfied. On the contrary, he smiled. Ashu Rufat immediately discovered that the doctor's complexion was very good and no longer the embarrassment he had when he met last time. In fact, Dr. Oliveira was wearing high-end silk clothes and holding a pipe in his hand. She was filled with the unique elegant atmosphere of scholars, and there was no trace of poverty. "I just wanted to ask you, do you still want a map? If you don't want it, I can return the deposit to you."

"Ah..." This time it was Ashu Rufate's turn to be surprised. It seemed that the doctor had made a fortune for some reason, otherwise he would not have been like this.

"Do you still want a map?" The doctor took a leisurely breath of his pipe and repeated it.

"Yes, of course," Ash Rufate replied. Anyway, it's always good to get a detailed map, and maybe it will work someday. "But, Doctor, why have you left Meno?"

There is a long way between Meno and Istria.

"It's hard to talk about here, go and sit there, let's talk in detail. I'll treat you." Oliveira was in a very good mood. He let out a sip of cigarettes and signaled to Ashu Rufat a small shop, or an open-air tavern, not far away.

The two of them quickly sat at a table and the waiter brought cold sweet wine.

"Doctor, why are you... like this now?" Asu Rufate asked curiously.

"Half is for you, young man." Olivera took a sip of wine with a smile on her face. "Remember the money you gave me that day? I paid the rent, paid off my debts, and waited for you there for a month. Finally, because you were delayed, I chose to leave Meno and finally found a reliable patron in Istria."

“Sponsor?”

"It's the Earl of Fuze here. Although he is a merchant, he is very enthusiastic about academic research. He and one of his friends are now my patrons. Due to his generosity, I am planning to go to the north to complete the compilation of historical materials. In this way, my research here can come to a perfect end." Olivera pointed at several carriages in the distance. "See, those are my cars, I'm planning to set off. If you show up a little later, we may not see it."

"Congratulations," Ash Rufate congratulated sincerely.

"By the way, this is your map." The doctor took out a scroll from his carry-on package and handed it to Ash Rufate. The latter opened it and glanced at it for a moment, and immediately took out the five agreed gold coins from his wallet and handed it over.

The topic between the two seemed to be finished, and there was still more than half of the sweet wine in front of them. Oliveira looked around and wanted to find a topic to continue discussing.

"Hey, young man, is that your emblem?" Olivera pointed his hand at the Nightmare Horse. Ashu Rufate realized that the other party was talking about his shield. The shield Thomas gave him was always carried by him, although he rarely used it.

"Yes, this is my blood dragon emblem." Ash Rufate replied.
Chapter completed!